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" a bil he neh fuhr jahd thli gai ! ;
dah ah hi meer ! "
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@MaddieGreatKhan Satisfied, his sights readjusted and leveled on the rock as he worked the bolt of his rifle.
βThere you go, desert-rat. Fuckinβ tribal..β He muttered, eyes narrowing in his helm.
βCome to Jackie.β
His finger twitched over the trigger, waiting for a clean shot.
@MaddieGreatKhan βshot landed, turning the caravanβs attention towards the Khan.
Firing near the caravan would have turned too risky if she got close without them knowing.
Instead, the NCR sniper decided to reveal their inevitable attacker.
@MaddieGreatKhan These rounds were expensive. Unbelievably so. Snipers like Jackie, amongst the best of talents, couldnβt afford to miss. Literally.
He had to make a choice.
And that choice came simple.
Firing his rifle, the loud crack rang out through the hills and exploded the dirt where theβ
@MaddieGreatKhan βmesh tent, splayed out on his stomach, the sniper watched the road through his scope.
The nest was well hidden from afar, with shade from the sun to negate his glare.
His palm reached over, adjusting the volume of his radio before checking once more below - a single black dotβ